The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

    Ling Zixi immediately understood what happened, huh, this guy Bai Moheng gave his son a lot of support!

    Why does Bai Moheng take the baby like this when he is not at home? !

    Ling Zixi felt that there was a fire in her heart.

    Bai Moheng hugged his youngest son, looked up at Ling Zixi, and somehow felt that there seemed to be a low air pressure around Ling Zixi.

    If this air pressure is solid, it must be black...

    Bai Moheng clenched the hands of Xiaoheitan, looked at his son who hiccupped, and felt a guilty conscience inexplicably.

    Ling Zixi put the spiritual comb and daily necessities she bought on the table, and made a "dong" sound.

    Danggui and Shaoyao, who were waiting on the side, looked at each other, looked at the nose, nose, and heart, but no one dared to speak, and they were all sweating for their own masters.

    Bai Moheng tried his best to smile: "Zixi..."

    "Huh." Ling Zixi sneered, strode to Bai Moheng's side, snatched Ling Xiaoji, who was hiccupping, and turned to leave.

    "Zixi!" Bai Moheng called behind Ling Zixi, but Ling Zixi did not pause.

    Haha, letting Bai Moheng look after the child is really unreliable!

    Bai Moheng stood up and wanted to chase it out. After thinking about it, he first said to Angelica: "Go to Elder Danhe and ask for some food accumulation pills."

    "But..." Angelica was stunned, Elder Danhe wouldn't have such a thing as a food pill.

    "If not, let him do it." Bai Moheng said.

    Angelica: “…Yes.”

    Is the host serious? Elder Dan He is a high-level alchemist in the sect who treats immortal cultivators! Those are all very serious diseases. Although the production of medicinal pills is very fast, it is unheard of to make Ji Shi Dan on the spot, and it is too talented...

    However, looking at Bai Moheng's eyes, Angelica knew that her master was serious, and many years of serving experience let Angelica know that Bai Moheng meant that the reward was not a problem.

    Danggui came back very quickly, Bai Moheng walked quickly with Ji Shi Dan in the direction Ling Zixi left.

    Ling Zixi was not in the room, Bai Moheng came to the backyard and found Ling Zixi sitting on a small stool, holding Ling Xiaoji in one hand and fanning the fire with a small fan in the other.

    On the small stove, there is a pot of soup.

    "Zixi..." Bai Moheng called softly.

    "Huh." Ling Zixi twitched the corner of her mouth, not in the mood to talk to Bai Moheng at all.

    Bai Moheng handed the rectangular box containing the medicinal pills to Ling Zixi: "Here is the Ji Shi Dan..."

    Ling Zixi said angrily: "You don't need your stuff, keep it for yourself!"

    Ling Xiaoji bit her finger and looked at her father who was silently being trained by her father.

    Bai Moheng: "…"

    For a while, the atmosphere was helpless and funny, Bai Moheng continued to lower his voice and explained: "This food pill, I asked the elders of Danhe to do it now, it is very useful..."

    "The digestion soup I made for my son is also very useful." Ling Zixi rolled her eyes.

    Who cares about Bai Moheng's Ji Shi Dan, huh!

    Bai Moheng knew that he was wrong, so he had to sit down silently and wanted to help Ling Zixi.

    Ling Xiaoji sat on Ling Zixi's lap, watching her father roll his eyes at his father, what his father could only bear, and found it particularly interesting: "Hey, hiccup."

    Bai Moheng wanted to take Ling Zixi's fan, Ling Zixi's arm was dodged, Bai Moheng's fingertips slid from Ling Zixi's cuff, passed over the back of Ling Zixi's hand, and then failed .

     Bai Moheng felt the warm and delicate touch remaining on his fingertips, and raised his head to look at Ling Zixi.

    When can I hold Ling Zixi's hand? Take a walk with him on the streets of mortals, see the sixteen counties of Jiujiang together, walk through the holy land of cultivation, and go to every corner of the world together.

    Take the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

    Ling Zixi didn't know what Bai Moheng was thinking, but she could also feel that Bai Moheng looked at her in the wrong way, in order to break this discomfort, Ling Zixi said, "Why? "

    Bai Moheng looked at Ling Zixi.

    "Why do you feed Jill so much?"

    Based on Ling Zixi's understanding of Bai Moheng, the elder brother of Wuxu Sect, Bai Moheng, the **** of icebergs, will not do this for no reason.

    It's incredible—!

    Ling Xiaoji dishonestly crawled from Ling Zixi's knee to Bai Moheng's knee, Bai Moheng picked up his son and patted his son's back lightly: "Ji'er, can scream Daddy."

    Ling Zixi:…

    Don't look at Bai Moheng's short words, Ling Zixi understood the whole meaning of Bai Moheng in a second.

    Jiner will be called Daddy a month ago, Bai Moheng wants to call Joneer father!

    With Bai Moheng's iceberg character, how could it be possible to teach Ji'er to be called "father" by himself, so this iceberg wanted his son to notice him, but couldn't teach his son by mouth, so he had to feed his son something to eat Attract attention, hehe.

    Ling Zixi squinted at Bai Moheng, didn't expect Bai Moheng to have such a childish side: "If you want your son to call you father, you have to maintain your cold image."

    Bai Moheng looked down at his son who was crawling around in his arms, his eyes softened: "You are right."

    In front of Zixi and the children, I can open my heart.

    Ji’er is the youngest child that Zixi had worked so hard to give birth to for herself. For Jillian’s sake, for Zixi’s sake, how about letting go of that so-called face?

    So Bai Moheng warmly said to his son, "Jinger."

    "Call..."

    Ling Xiaoji listened to the conversation between her father and daddy in Bai Moheng's arms, her big eyes turned around, and before Bai Moheng finished speaking, she said, "Fuck! Hiccup~"

    Ling Zixi: "…"

    Bai Moheng: "…"

    Co-authored son will call his father a long time ago, so he didn't call him on purpose!

    Ling Zixi couldn't help but remember when Ling Xiaoji was born, she wiped her nose and tears on Bai Moheng without hesitation, and when she was unhappy, she turned her **** to Bai Moheng and ignored him It looks like he can't help but burst out laughing.

    Well, as expected of the son who was born after suffering so much, it is for himself!

    Having so many children, Ling Zixi's greatest comfort is that the children kiss her.

    The medicine was boiled, Ling Zixi filled a small bowl of Xiaoshi soup, blew it to cool, and wanted to feed it to Ling Xiaoji, but Bai Moheng reached out and took it.

    Bai Moheng's hand is a pair of hands that have been holding swords all year round.

    Bai Moheng scooped up the soup and tasted it before feeding it to Ling Xiaoji's lips.

    Ling Xiaoji refused to cooperate, hiccupping while hiding.

    The father and son tossed for a while before Ling Xiaoji finished the medicine obediently.

    Ling Xiaoji finished drinking the medicine and stopped hiccupping. Ling Zixi felt relieved, stood up and walked out.

    "Zixi, where are you going?" Bai Moheng said, "I'll accompany you..."

    "No." Ling Zixi answered firmly, "Don't follow me."

    Just kidding, Bai Moheng must not know what he did when he went out this time.

    Ling Zixi came to the door of a shop. The shop had a stove made of blue bricks and a stand made of iron. There were two men, an old man and a young man, who were polishing an iron tool.

    This is the artisan shop.

    The older man asked: "Little son, did you go the wrong way?"

    Such a pampered son would never come to their artisan shop.

    Many young masters from rich families walk around in front of their shops, because they are dirty, loud and sparks.

    "No mistake." The beautiful son's voice was like a beautiful spring.

    The young man was topless, and when he heard Ling Zixi say that he was right, he wiped the sweat from his face with the towel draped over his shoulders, showing a simple and happy smile: "Master, What are you doing in our artisan shop!"

    Ling Zixi stepped into the shop with a smile, looked at the furnishings in the shop, and showed an expression of interest: "You are called a craftsman's shop, not a blacksmith's shop."

    "Yes, son." The young man's head was like garlic, "In addition to ironing, our shop also makes some small things for the villagers."

    "Then, I want you to make two small objects." Ling Zixi said.

    "Okay, son, say it!"

      Small pliers.

    At this moment, a gentle and pleasant chuckle appeared in Ling Zixi's ear, accompanied by the fragrance of purple irises, Ling Zixi turned her head and found that it was a purple gauze heavy purple.

    Ling Zixi asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

    "You will enter the world in a few days." Chongzi's voice was low and intoxicating, "I will accompany you this time, and naturally I have to buy some things."

    "But..."

    Aren't you the owner of Tingyu Building? Ling Zixi's eyes were full of doubts.

    "Tingyulou...it's not a grocery store." Chongzi's smile was even stronger.

    Lanting standing outside the store: "…"

    The owner came here in a hurry after receiving news that Mr. Zixi was shopping alone and entered a craftsman's shop.

    They are in the intelligence business in Tingyulou themselves, so they are well informed and know everything about Qinghe County.

    "What is this?" Chongzi lowered her head slightly, looked at the two blueprints Ling Zixi took out, and pondered for a while, "Brush your little fox for trimming?"

    Ling Zixi was astonished, Chongzi was too smart!

    With just one glance, you can see the purpose of these two things.

    Ling Zixi still felt a little drum in her heart when she heard Chongzi's dots, but thinking that Chongzi already knew about the existence of the little fox, she was relieved: "Well, this time I enter the world, I'm going to Keep them in Zijin for some days."

    However, Chongzi picked up the blueprint in Ling Zixi's hand and showed an expression of admiration: "Zixi really has a heart and a clever mind."

    "No, it's not..." Ling Zixi stumbled, this is actually just an ordinary pet product on the earth... Moreover, there is no rubber in this world, so Ling Zixi has to make wood brushes.

    Ling Zixi described the tool making method in detail with the two craftsmen. This is the best craftsman's shop. The two understood after listening to it for a long time. Ling Zixi took out ten spirit stones as a deposit, and was shocked, the old man and the young man waved his hands again and again.

    "Take it." Ling Zixi smiled slightly, paid the deposit, and left with Chongzi.

    …

    On the third night, in Ling Zixi's room, Ling Zixi was sitting on the bed, Bai Xiaosi trotted to Ling Zixi's leg, raised her head and asked Ling Zixi: "Dad, we Are you going to the mortal world?"

    "En." Ling Zixi touched her son's face, "Does Sier like it?"

    "Yes." Bai Xiaosi nodded. In fact, when they lived in the Bai family in Xiujing Town, their family was no different from ordinary people's lives. Bai Xiaosi always felt that he was actually an ordinary person. on.

      .

    I was about to set off during the day, Ling Zixi got hot water and gave the three sons a bath in the form of a little fox. After all, it is inconvenient to transform outside. It takes only one day to wash the hair.

    Take the sons out of the bathtub, dry the water with a towel, Ling Zixi took out a newly made wooden brush, the three little foxes tilted their heads, showing curious eyes.

    Ling Xiaoji: "...Ow!"

    Too...so comfortable!

    When it was Bai Xiaosi's turn, Bai Xiaosi couldn't help humming comfortably.

    Bai Xiaozhi has been very taciturn lately, but...when he was brushing the bristles, he couldn't help scratching the sheets with his small paws.

    At this moment, the door of the room was opened a crack, Ling Zixi turned back and saw a little pink fox holding the door frame with its claws, staring at the brush in his hand for a long time Moved, and then, arrogantly turned his head away.

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